This is a draft posting I did before those upstairs/I (through tech ignorance) crashed my comp...
The cold black wind blew through my bones last night...First very dopesick one for some time..I stood my ground, ignoring the gurgling of the meth djinn in the fridge trying to force his way out of the bottle and slither coldwarm into my stomach.
Blessed 9am is coming and............I hit the streets to score.
Of course, being a day when it is imperative that I score fast and w/out hass, no-one is about. I ride my mountain bike down through sheets of grey rain, past the peeling billboards on the Caledonian road, down to Kings Cross to make my connection..
Monday, September 24, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
No.
I'm NOT having the "Dont tell me dont" dog slime shit-cunt(see comments "a cornered animal")line thrown at me. Not on these pages..Thats wifebeater shit..(Take it from me, I know. And I speak from observation, not experience).
Thursday, September 20, 2007
;-)
"If I were given the opportunity to start up the next Holocaust, I would definitely have more lenient entry requirements than the Nazis."
M Moinihan
M Moinihan
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
And suddenly the sky blew off....
.....Millions dead...(Crying) "There was nothing anyone could do.." ..
12:49
Something got to me today..Is this circus REALLY the centre of the universe? It takes exactly the same number of molecules to make up the human body as, in terms of mass, it would take human beings to make up a star...Are we really the at the centre of the vortex? Midway between the molecular and the celestial?
Oh shit.
12:49
Something got to me today..Is this circus REALLY the centre of the universe? It takes exactly the same number of molecules to make up the human body as, in terms of mass, it would take human beings to make up a star...Are we really the at the centre of the vortex? Midway between the molecular and the celestial?
Oh shit.
Palindrome
In girinmus nocte et consumnir igni
"We turn in circles in the night and are consumed by fire"
Beautiful.
Seriously feel at the moment like turning on the gas jets and jumping in a Taxi to Heathrow and then on to Sao Paolo.
They have pushed the wrong person too far.
"We turn in circles in the night and are consumed by fire"
Beautiful.
Seriously feel at the moment like turning on the gas jets and jumping in a Taxi to Heathrow and then on to Sao Paolo.
They have pushed the wrong person too far.
"Peace? I hate the word" Tibalt , "Romeo and Juliette"
Couple of thoughts relating to my comments debate(See "a cornered animal")with Ind the peaceful.
1. Nothing ever (really) gets done until someone is prepared to kill for it.
2. I will speak in favour of AIDS, AK 47's, Car crashes, anything that thins out the mass of potential plantfood that walks this orbiting mudball.
Also
My personal war against those in my building who (Literally) stand on moral high ground and throw excrement at my clean laundry..
Revenge;Sweet but not fattening...
1. Nothing ever (really) gets done until someone is prepared to kill for it.
2. I will speak in favour of AIDS, AK 47's, Car crashes, anything that thins out the mass of potential plantfood that walks this orbiting mudball.
Also
My personal war against those in my building who (Literally) stand on moral high ground and throw excrement at my clean laundry..
Revenge;Sweet but not fattening...
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Barbaras story.
Prob. shouldnt divulge but she is well ite of my life now, and never looks at computers.(She was never really in my life, just an acquantance) this is the story of one of the most damaged individuals I have ever met.
She is Italian, and as a teen complained of noises in her ear...Misdiagnosed as Tinnitus,(it was, in fact schizophrenia) some greaseball quack had some kind of implant put in her head..She then shortly after went to see NON/Boyd Rice (extreme industrial noise artist) in Milan which caused this implant to shift and actually resulting in permanent Tinnitus, just to go with her schizoid problems...Doctors eh? Wonderful...
She then moves to London, rents a flat, defaults on the rent so the landlord sends round four black guys to evict her...
Except they dont evict her. They hold her prisoner for five days, raping her continuously in every way imaginable. To hear her recount this tale is beyond heartbreaking.
There is no god.
Or if there is he is a CUNT.
She is Italian, and as a teen complained of noises in her ear...Misdiagnosed as Tinnitus,(it was, in fact schizophrenia) some greaseball quack had some kind of implant put in her head..She then shortly after went to see NON/Boyd Rice (extreme industrial noise artist) in Milan which caused this implant to shift and actually resulting in permanent Tinnitus, just to go with her schizoid problems...Doctors eh? Wonderful...
She then moves to London, rents a flat, defaults on the rent so the landlord sends round four black guys to evict her...
Except they dont evict her. They hold her prisoner for five days, raping her continuously in every way imaginable. To hear her recount this tale is beyond heartbreaking.
There is no god.
Or if there is he is a CUNT.
MMMmmmmmethadone..Yum.
Meth and valium only now..No weed, workin on the booze. Eating, working out a little...
I weakened myself with drugs, fool that I am, and although I should be at liberty to do so,this is the only reason the cunts upstairs managed to cause me any distress.
All change.
I weakened myself with drugs, fool that I am, and although I should be at liberty to do so,this is the only reason the cunts upstairs managed to cause me any distress.
All change.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
"I'm back,I'm back I'm on the attack" etc etc..
Last post (toooot toot) was a clumsy attempt at the "fake it to make it" ethos.. Works sometimes...
In fact, I just got out of the loony bin (Waterlow, for those in the know), missing a 28 day section by the skin of my dick...My smart mouth saves the day again...
" There's nothing wrong with me, I'm NORMAL" (Chas..."Performance")...
Had the best dream about Paulette...She said something sooo funny ...Can't seem to remember it tho....Something about the photoshopped pic of her on her site where her cheekbones look like.... oh fuck I dunno.Just well strange...Bless her.xxx
Sleep has his house.
Soundtrack: The Jam; "Down in the tube station at midnight"...Thoughts of getting mugged by skins once at Camden Town....
In fact, I just got out of the loony bin (Waterlow, for those in the know), missing a 28 day section by the skin of my dick...My smart mouth saves the day again...
" There's nothing wrong with me, I'm NORMAL" (Chas..."Performance")...
Had the best dream about Paulette...She said something sooo funny ...Can't seem to remember it tho....Something about the photoshopped pic of her on her site where her cheekbones look like.... oh fuck I dunno.Just well strange...Bless her.xxx
Sleep has his house.
Soundtrack: The Jam; "Down in the tube station at midnight"...Thoughts of getting mugged by skins once at Camden Town....
Monday, September 03, 2007
Saturday, September 01, 2007
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